Mated To My Obsessive Foster Brother
She wore a black dress that fell past her knees.
Rita smiled and, still seated beside me, replied, "Hello, Erica. Summer is my cousin, and we are good now."
"Is that so? Even if you are good friends with Summer, I still do not trust you or believe you. What do you want from Summer?" Erica growled, drawing attention. After all, she had a higher ranking wolf than me. She was a Delta wolf like Rita.
"Erica, if you do not want to eat, then be our guest," Rita replied, unfazed by Erica's anger. She pulled her food package open and started eating.
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